Uluru - that's the native name for Ayer's Rock, the red center of Australia - was born without problems together with his sister Urania. Everything was fine but he just didn't feel like drinking on his mama Korina.
I watched this for a day but then got too nervous to wait any longer.
So I started to handraise him, two weeks every 3 hours day and night and then the intervals a little longer during the night.
My little boy loved it and insisted on his bottle still long after being able to eat from the plate with the rest of thecats.
He grew up to an impressive young man and after a few shows he was already a Junior Winner.
It goes to show again that it is always worth to try and save even the smallest kitten - I'm glad I did.